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Subject: Title story: "MY SON FIXED MY LIGHT" Author: Incest Mom 46139703
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Date: Mon, 13 Jun 2005 05:15:13 +0000
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MY SON FIXED MY LIGHT
My husband was out of town on a business trip for three weeks, leaving me with
little to do except play with myself. I used my fingers once in a while, and
sometimes, I used a dildo. I tried sucking the dildo for satisfaction, but it
just wouldn't work. I needed a real, live, hard, fleshy cock to suck on. I loved
cocks, especially sucking on them. I liked the feel of a big dick in my hand,
but especially in my mouth. There was nothing like the taste and feel of a big,
fat cock jerking and throbbing in my mouth as it filled me with a load of hot,
milky cum.
I decided that a nice, hot shower was in order early one morning, and I turned
on the hot water. Something was wrong. After being in the shower for about two
minutes, the water went cold. I got out and dried off, and stood there,
shivering, wondering if Jason, my son, could light the pilot light on the water
heater, or at least figure out what was wrong.
I sat and had a cup of coffee, feeling horny as hell.
Jason came in the kitchen, looking for his breakfast. I stood there in my robe
and told him about the water heater. I fixed him a cup of coffee and some eggs
and toast, and sat beside him as he ate. I noticed that he had been staring at
me in my short robe. I wondered if he had seen my pussy and ass as I had bent
over. Just the thought of it sent thrills through me.
"I'll look at it, Ma," he said. "I dunno much about them, but there's gotta be
instructions on them somewhere."
He was a handsome guy, with light hazel eyes and short-cropped brown hair. The
light brown, fuzzy hairs peppering the small part of his chest seemed to turn me
on for some reason, and I knew that my face reddened. It wasn't that he knew
what I was thinking. What I was thinking was that it meant that he had a hairy
cock, and that was the kind of cock that I liked in particular.
He finished his breakfast and went into the garage, bringing back a tool box. He
walked down the hallway to the water heater, and I heard rattling noises.
I sat at the table, sipping my coffee. I heard him rattle something around, some
tools or something. I sat there, frustrated. I needed my dildo. I reached under
my robe and touched my clit, just teasingly. What feeling, I thought. I touched
myself again and whimpered lightly as I touched a really tingly nerve.
I looked up. My son was standing there in the hallway, looking at me.
Without saying a word, he came and stood right beside me, looking down at my
hairy snatch as I fingered it. I looked at his crotch and could see a throbbing
bulge there. I reached ...
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